Eldest Sun Chong never dreamed that Qin Feng's literary skills were so high, for this poetry meeting, in order to make Princess Changle look at him differently, he could be said to have put a lot of effort into it. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info also prepared a lot of works by many people in advance, I wanted to represent the northern team to fight the first game, but I never thought that Princess Changle recommended Qin Feng.

And Qin Feng did live up to Princess Changle's recommendation, a poem "Snow Plum" has a far-reaching artistic conception, which is enough to say that it is a unique poem that has been passed down through the ages.

Changsun Chong noticed Princess Changle's expression again, after Princess Changle made "Yongmei", the expression of looking at Qin Feng was very different: those moving eyes revealed a strange brilliance, seductive lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling, her face was ruddy, happy and ashamed, and her eyes couldn't stop staying on Qin Feng's body.

The eldest grandson was irritable in his heart, and said in his heart: "No, my cousin is mine, no one will try to snatch her away, no one will do it." ”

With his fists clenched and his teeth clenched, he glanced at Qin Feng, saw his calm expression, and thought to himself: This is a poem for the occasion, no matter how difficult it is, no matter how high the literary talent is, without inspiration, he can't make a few words. These seven steps into a poem, in addition to Cao Zhi, how many people have been in the past 600 years? If it is normal to say that his martial arts are amazing, after all, Qin Feng is Qin Qiong's son, but martial arts are a combination of talents, talent is important, but hard training is even more important, this Qin Feng can suppress contemporary Junjie, without more than ten years of hard training, it is obviously not possible. This is not only to practice martial arts, but also to learn literature and poetry, he is only twenty-five or sixteen, how can he have such achievements in both civil and military affairs?

Could it be that he is really a legendary genius?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng wondered in his heart, if he was really an all-round talent in civil and military affairs, with his ability, why had I never revealed it, and why had I not even failed the exam before?

Is he lonely and unheard, or has he never shown his talent, and only today has he shown his talent with a song "Snow Plum"?

Wait, no!

Eldest Sun Chong thought of something, his expression was trembling, and he said secretly: "Qin Feng is reciting "Snow and Plum", and now it is the end of Qin, where does the snow come from?" Is there something wrong with this? He recalled Qin Feng's demeanor and demeanor when composing poems, and the more suspicious he became.

All kinds of questions flashed in Changsun Chong's mind, and the situation of Qin Feng's "Snow Plum" resurfaced in his mind, and suddenly a thought came to his heart: "Will Qin Feng pretend to borrow other people's works to make a fool of yourself?" His talent is limited, and he can't make poems that suit the occasion, so in order not to lose face, he stole someone else's "Xuemei"? ”

This thought arises and can no longer be extinguished. He smiled gloomily, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, what a sanctimonious character, if he didn't expose this guy's "evil deeds" in public, how could he let his cousin see this despicable villain clearly, and how could he make her change her mind? He looked unpredictable, and his heart had already made a plan, and he said with admiration on his face: "In ancient times, Cao Zhi became a poem in seven steps, and today Brother Qin has not taken a single step, but he has casually made a poem in the snow, I am afraid that even if Cao Zijian is reincarnated, it is far from it, it is really impressive!" He praised it openly, but secretly reminded everyone that it was the end of spring, and Qin Feng casually changed the theme of the poem, which was full of theft, and even used Cao Zhi as an excuse to enhance his persuasiveness.

Before the Tang Dynasty, poetry was not popular, and Han Fu and Punwen occupied the mainstream, so before Li Bai, Du Fu, and Meng Haoran appeared, the person with the highest achievement in poetry was Sancao in the late Han Dynasty.

Cao Cao, Cao Pi, and Cao Zhi, the father and son, created the Jian'an style with their stunning beauty, and Cao Zhi was the most outstanding among the three Cao in the late Han Dynasty, and the seven-step poem is even more familiar.

Therefore, before Li Bai and Du Fu, the two poets and saints, Cao Zhi was recognized as the first person, and he compared the unknown Qin Feng with Cao Zhi, and it was clear at a glance what he was doing.

Changsun Chong's suspicion is grounded, composing poetry can be said to be a very profound knowledge, don't talk about it without a certain literary foundation, no drama, even if you have literary skills, if you don't have inspiration, it's useless.

At the beginning, Cao Zhi was able to write a poem in seven steps, presumably because he was persecuted by his brother and deeply touched, so he had this good story! Otherwise, seven steps will make a poem, and the gods will not be able to.

Changsun Chong had also gotten together with friends before, mainly to exchange ideas and use words and sentences to increase his literary skills, and he didn't expect to be able to make famous sentences similar to Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing" and "Artemisia Li Xing", and Qin Feng came to a poem "Xuemei" without thinking about it, and the collocation between poems and verses was wonderful.

This is not something that ordinary people can do!

Therefore, Changsun Chong would rather suspect Qin Feng's plagiarism than believe that he has such a real talent.

As everyone knows, his suspicions are on point, as a traverser, although Qin Feng is a student of history, but his cultural foundation is shallow, and composing poetry is really not his own work, but plagiarism by others.

But Qin Feng's plagiarism can also win the lawsuit when he encounters the main owner.

Suddenly, the focus refocused on Qin Feng's body.

The eldest grandson Chong was even more proud, and arched his hand: "For Miss Xu, I admire it very much." The family has the responsibility and obligation to seek justice for Miss Xu. ”

Hearing what Changsun Chong said, Princess Changle became angry, and said in her heart: "With Qin Feng's talent, can he still use these three indiscriminate methods?" "I was angry and angry at the bottom of my heart.

The others didn't have much confidence in Qin Feng, everyone had their own thoughts because of Changsun Chong's words, and their eyes were very different, among them, Xiao He, Changsun Chong's loyal follower, immediately shouted: "This must really be done by Brother Qin, it can't be the theft of other people's works, right?" He had a question, but he said it in an unquestionable tone, with a sneer on his face and a squinted gaze, which was really a villain's face.

Li Shimin listened to the puzzlement on his face, strange, looked up and down, and saw that Changsun Chong did have a bit of Changsun Wuji's appearance, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead, and he didn't know how to speak. As a scribe of the Northern School, thinking about things not in the interests of the group but infighting, is really good, very powerful, and very speechless.

Such a performance even made Li Shimin have a strange idea whether this kid is his own species, it is really the eldest grandson Wuji's species, how can he not be a little similar to the eldest brother?

Kong Yingda and others also sighed that there is no successor to the eldest grandson, no matter how doubtful they are, they have to wait for the "outsiders" to leave and settle accounts?

The scribes of the Northern Sect who came back to their senses also stared at Changsun Chong with an unkind face. The unaware eldest grandson Chong was still looking at Qin Feng triumphantly and provocatively.

Qin Feng saw that the eldest Sun Chong and Xiao He were aggressive, and they also became angry, and said secretly: "The tiger is not powerful, really think we are sick cats?" Immediately said: "This benevolent man sees the wisdom of the wise man, if someone spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, then Qin is helpless!" ”

Xiao He couldn't hear the implication of these words, he was clearly referring to Sang scolding Huai and scolding himself for being a villain.

Eldest Sun Chong's face was also a little red.

He can hide from some people by sowing discord, but if he falls into the ears of those who have a heart, he can also know his meaning, not to mention that he is a little embarrassed to be a thief.

The eldest grandson Chong Tie blushed and said, "Since Brother Qin is so frank, why don't you fall in love with the scene, but instead use the plum in the snow as the theme?" ”

Qin Feng smiled calmly, and said with an indescribable chic and elegant expression on his casual face: "In the face of the same scenery, everyone is in a different mood, and inadvertently thinks of the proud plum blossoms in the snow. ”

"The crowd shook off the solitary beauty and occupied the small garden. The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. The frost bird wants to steal the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to break the soul. Fortunately, there is a slight chant that can be reciprocated, and there is no need for a sandalwood board to be honored. ”

Since there is a chance to be reckless, Qin Feng naturally will not miss it, he groaned slightly, and without taking a step, he said: "There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without poetry and vulgarity." The sunset poem is full of snow and snow, and the plum is very spring. ”

"Ahh Xu Hui snorted, his eyes full of incredulity: "He didn't take a single step...... Ah......h

Taking advantage of the opportunity for her to look shocked, Qin Feng: "Seven new plums are planted by the pool, and they will be checked when they are in bloom." Don't be afraid of Cheung Chau's peach and plum jealousy, this year is good for the king. ”

Qin Feng picked up a wine jug, tilted his neck, and drank all the wine in the jug. put down the flask and said loudly: "Outside the post by the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless." It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy.

has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before. ”

"The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring. It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches. Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring. When the mountains were full of flowers, she laughed in the bushes. ”

"Hanmei is the most hateful, often used as last year's flower ......"

"There is no rhyme in the incense, and the Qingji does not know the cold ......"

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People borrow the intention of drinking, and the wine makes people drunk!

This world, in the end, is still a strange world, although there is the care of Changle Yushu and others around him, and the care of his parents, but deep in his heart, Qin Feng still has some strangeness to this world. He suddenly felt that he was just a duckweed in this world, drifting with the wind and drifting with the current.

Annoyed in his heart, Qin Feng took a breath and recited more than 20 Yongmei poems.

Including Li Shimin, one by one stood up involuntarily, and the hall looked at Qin Feng in shock.

Each one is a masterpiece, and he is a sign that he wants to write plum blossoms! After today, who dares to sing Mei?

Princess Changle's eyes were misty, she had long been intimidated by Qin Feng's demeanor, and quietly followed Qin Feng's side, looking at his knife-like face, even if she was a princess, Changle couldn't figure out why this little man who looked crazy at the moment actually had so many emotions, and in those eyes, a trace or two of vicissitudes flashed from time to time, how old was he? It's just a fifteen-year-old child who hasn't grown up yet, but why is there such an emotional catharsis that experiences the heat and coldness of the world, sees through the warmth and coldness of people's hearts, and comes from the bottom of my heart?

As he walked, Qin Feng's footsteps suddenly stopped, he poured another sip of wine into his mouth, his tone was low, he glanced at Changsun Chong, his eyes showed mockery, and he slowly chanted: "Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger, and the dragon is entrenched under the green shade tree, I won't speak first in the spring......"

The voice was abrupt, and then he turned his head to look at the side of the road, and shouted gloomily: "Which insect dares to make a sound!" ”

In an instant, a killing machine like a mountain collapsing fell from the sky! It was so overwhelming that people couldn't even take a breath.

Murderous, if there is no one around, look at the world, I am alone!